Our black virgin mary
Should I speak of my mother’s power over my father’s blood?
Or rather I will speak of her beauty of the morning, of fresh unsexed thoughts,
Beauty of black earth that looked up and hoped to be sexed by the heavens,
For the light of her thoughts spied of the wisdom of Gods spelt in the heavens,
Wisdom that rains like thoughts of waters to weaken her soils,
Water that soaks and softens her to produce her strength,
Strength that is my mother’s power over my father’s blood,
She spied of a morning coming out of darkness,
And of a morning that enters into day,
She also spied a day that enters into darkness,
And she spied a firmament of lights that give little and take more out of her produce,
A firmament that is confusion stationed between the heavens and the earth,
Confusion that is my father’s blood and wisdom rained into her gullies,
With power to override the law of my mother’s womb,
That turns white sperms into red blood turned black by the merciless sun.
The sun that is wisdom of God to burn her gift of the Gods into desertification,
That in their burden they learn to make water within themselves,
A rare lily and first born of such in the earth,
Claimed in spirit by heavens and in flesh by earth,
With ability to make his own waters fulfilling the prophecy of his father,
That was turned into a riddle by the firmament and is glory of the black archer,
Prophecy of a darkness that speaks uncommon senses into their common sense leading into morning,
Darkness of the moon in my mother that breaks even between Light and darkness,
That out of her darkness she will once more speak out wisdom and morning,
Wisdom that had been stolen by day and whites.
Who were God’s example to shine and rule over the earth’s sons,
That he will hand it over to her colour and seventh wonder of her dream,
Darkness that is her black archer to answer the differences between creation and evolution,
Agreeing in himself the heavens to meet the earth,
In a rare spiritual and physical intercourse of black and white,
A world that the Gods desired.
By the black archer
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Submitted by busywork_r on February 25, 2019
Modified on March 05, 2023
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Scheme | AXBBXXA CXCXDXXE EXDDFFGCG XBXEDXX F |
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Closest metre | Iambic octameter |
Characters | 2,052 |
Words | 378 |
Stanzas | 5 |
Stanza Lengths | 7, 8, 9, 7, 1 |
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